Casanova Dipinang Sholeha
Oppa Saranghaeyo

Luki continued driving her fast-moving car on the descending road. His heart raced with the fast-spinning tire wheels. Anxiety is coming. The shadow of death came to him.

"God gave me the opportunity to correct so many of my mistakes. I'm ashamed to come back to you in this state," Luki's inner voice chanted a prayer. There is nowhere to ask but Allah SWT.

Luki adjusted her breathing which started to irregular. It is undeniable, as an ordinary human being he panicked. But keep trying to calm.

The car kept going. This time it went through a flat road but unfortunately some vehicles were on the road that it passed. Luki's trying to avoid a collision. He turned the handlebar of his car to the right and to the left. His eyes were still more sharp than usual. Flip back honking so that the rider in front of him moves aside. One of the riders lowered the glass.

"Woi, noisy!" The rider scolded Luki.

Do not bother with people's reprimands. For Luki the safety of others is more important. He didn't want any casualties because his car was out of control.

"Thinking Luki," Luki's inner.

"I have to find a place to end all this but it's safe for everyone" Luki said.

It crossed his mind to drive the car into the river.

"River, is there a river?" inner Luki.

Soon Luki took her cell phone. Turn on google maps to find the nearest river from the road through.

"Not far, fortunately the path is also stretched," said Luki. He steered his wheel towards the Kalimalang river which happened to be not far away. His hand kept pressing the horn and turned on the hazard lights for other drivers to step aside with the code he gave them.

"Good, move aside all," said Luki, who was happy to see the other driver on the side letting his car go as freely as a passing ambulance.

"Left of the river road, I have to take the steering to the left" said Luki.

Before long Luki swerved to the left. The car was also thrown into the river.

Viva ....

Luki's still in the car. He took off his seat belt. His hand tried to open the door but it was stuck.

"The door was stuck" said Luki. He tried to open it tightly but it was still difficult. Water began to fill the car. Half of Luki's body was inundated with water. He tried to hit the car glass with his hand.

Outside many people watched the car that fell into the river. They're huddled by the river. Talk about that car that almost drowned.

"What's up, sir?" tanya Humaira who had just come saw the crowd by the river.

"That's a car plunged into the river."

Humaira. He advanced forward through the crowd. Both of his neutrals saw a car that was about to sink.

"Arfan," Humaira said, looking at Luki who was trying to get outside by smashing her hand against the glass.

Humaira turned. He ran towards the side of the road. Look for objects that can be used to hit the car glass.

"The wood" Humaira said, looking at the wood lying on the side of the road. Humaira took it. Putting her cake box just like that. Run with that wood. Throw himself into the river.

Belved ...

"The girl's a face."

"Danger of Neng."

People talk about it. The river is quite heavy. People are not unwilling to help but they are also afraid of getting carried away. Some people cannot swim.

The car started to sink. Luki had trouble taking a breath. He's not able to survive. Only sincere words were spoken in the depths of his heart. Slowly it's all dark. Luki was unconscious.

"I married and I married Ananda Luki Andara bin Hajun Andara with my son Humaira Az Az Azahra with a dowry in the form of the Qur'an and a set of prayer equipment paid for in cash."

Suddenly all the sweet dreams disappeared. Luki's awake. His eyes looked ahead. A woman with bluish eyes. Looking anxiously at him. Same with the other people who swarmed him.

"Humaira," Luki told Humaira who was in front of her.

"Arfan you're conscious" Humaira said.

Luki nodded.

"Mas still want to be given artificial breath? My lips are stiff from the artificial breath," said the fat man with the grey hair who was near Humaira.

"What's? Didn't Humaira give me artificial breath?" luki was surprised.

"Well, mode, I know that from earlier artificial breath that has not yet brushed teeth."

Luki immediately coughed. He thought it was Humaira's red pomegranate lips that gave artificial breath. Quick smell how it feels jengkol and iler mixed into one.

"Still need artificial breath again Mas, I can still be nih, want?"

"No, no need, I can faint again" said Luki.

"If the beautiful Neng who loves artificial breath wants to?"

"You may," Luki replied smilingly.

"Huh .. mode." Calls the people who swarm.

Luki smiled shyly. I still remember the ijab qobul that had appeared in his dream.

"Arfan are you okay?" ask Humaira.

Luki's eyes were fixed on the blonde girl. He just remembered the veiled girl lost her hijab and veil while helping Luki in the river earlier. Only the lice still covered her hair. Fortunately, his robe closed to his neck. Soon Luki took off one by one the buttons of her shirt.

"Good God don't be a pervert here, a lot of minors, I'm curious anyway."

"Wow his chest field, my type is so."

"Cool."

Luki doesn't touch people's words. He took off his shirt. Approaching the beautiful girl with bluish eyes. Wearing his shirt to cover his hair.

"Beautiful angel can only be seen by me" said Luki.

"Romantic."

"I feel like I'm watching drakor."

"Try me to melt, melt."

Humaira immediately lowered her gaze.

"Let's go," asked Luki.

Humaira nodded. Wake up from his seat. Walking followed Luki out of the crowd. He walked parallel to Luki who was only wearing trousers.

"Humaira thank you for saving me" said Luki.

"Yes, thank you for your shirt, too" Humaira said.

"OK, save it, we'll stay together later, so you don't have to return it" replied Luki Pede. He was sure Humaira would be his wife.

Humaira shy. He threw away face. Luki just smiled.

"That's my box, I take it first" Humaira said.

"Here alone, let me take it," Luki pinta.

Humaira nodded. Letting Luki take Humaira's box of cookies. When Luki approached the box of cakes the women who were not far from the box of cakes were stunned to see the good looks of Luki who was like a Korean artist.

"Oppa ...."

"Saranghaeyo."

Luki's not huffing. Looks cold. He's an ex-man turn where he can be teased. It is hard to open her heart to women. In his life only Claudya and Humaira stopped by in his heart.

"Oppa is so cool."

"I Love You Oppa."

Luki just kept quiet. Take that box of cake. He came back to Humaira who was waiting for him.

"Oppa" Humaira said.

"What did you call me?" ask Luki.

"Oppa, said the girls," Humaira replied.

"Yes, call me Oppa, forever," said Luki.

Humaira just looked down. And nod.

"Where are we going?" ask Luki.

"How about Oppa's car?" ask Humaira.

"Wild, put it again" replied Luki.

"Oh, if so we just share the cake," Humaira said.

"Kok shared?" ask Luki.

"I want to share this cake for alms" Humaira said.

"Yes, come on," asked Luki.

"Your face is Oppa?" ask Humaira.

"It's not cool to be rich in gini" said Luki.

Humaira shy. Duck. It is undeniable that Luki is indeed a handsome man who is so charming. His Korean face looked like a drakor artist. Red lips. Her skin is pure white. His eyes are always cold. Make the one who sees it melt.

Luki and Humaira shared the cake with every street user. Especially the ojeg, the scavenger, the street child, the broomsticker, the street vendor and others.

"Humaira turned out to be fun to share, there are feelings of happiness that can not be explained words," said Luki.

"Yes Oppa, that's the beauty of sharing" Humaira said.

Luki smiled. Behind the misfortune that befell him. A seed of love began to grow in his heart. The veiled girl had already shifted her world.

***

That afternoon Gavin meets Vera to complete the files that must be filled and equipped by her. They met at the warkop not far from Vera's house. Gavin sat down with Vera enjoying a warm coffee after finishing his business.

"Your house is close?" ask Gavin.

"Yes, you want to play? I introduced to my sister who is very beautiful, happens to be single like you," said Vera.

"Your sister?" ask Gavin.

"Yes, it's so pretty, you're guaranteed to like it" replied Vera.

"You sold your brother to me, a matchmaking agent," said Gavin.

"Not sell, but let my brother not bullied neighbors continue," replied Vera.

"Why bulli?" ask Gavin.

Vera threw out her foul breath. Heavy must tell his brother's story.

"My brother's love, failed marriage many times. People always accuse him of being the unlucky carrier" Vera replied.

"Wicked bringer why?" ask Gavin curiously.